Trust me." How do you know?" I asked." You what!?" I demanded."I asked if they thought you were hot. They all did."I had felt very self-conscious abou... my body since I'd started developing a year or so ago. I hated that my breasts were obvious under my clothing, hated that one was really pointy, the other a little more round. I knew everyone could tell, and it made me doubt myself whenever I couldn't completely hide my form. I knew my hips had spread, my butt pushed out, and no matter how often. I walk up to the four mgrs, and give each a 'homie hug' , arms around the shoulders. “This is fuckin awesome guys---you guys did great”. I didn't ask who's idea it was, and didn't even find out until years later. I wave the helmet again to the crowd and point to the mgrs. The crowd roars up again. Running back to the field house again, I finish getting dressed. I notice an envelope on the top shelve where my helmet was. Picking it up and looking, written across it was “go go Diamond Dillon” I. . Yeah. Swirl that tongue. Oh fuck. We'll put inanother stud in that tongue. You'll be a real lisping faggot then!Yeaaaaaahhhh.... Suck it gurl. Suck it youcocksuckingfaggotsissyfuckmeatbitch.... yeah.... Uhhhh....ummm......Ahhhhh..... You swallow it all now bitch! Swallow it all! Swallow.....OOOhhh YEAH!"Fran was choking on Mr. D's cock as it pulsed in her throat. She'dwrapped her hands around his buttcheeks and held on desperately as hethrashed his hips back and forth. She felt his. I pulled off Main Street and parked in back. Kate was shaking. "If they have booths, let's get one. I have to sit down and want to see if I remember anyone. I can look around without people looking at me. I'll ask the waitress if she knows Mama and Papa."Kate had on a gray traveling suit, knee length with a short jacket and yellow blouse. Also calf-high black suede boots. With her carriage, she looked the elegant lady. I smiled to give her confidence and held the door open as she entered before.